So those aren't tumors on your arms...?
Let's see if I can come up with anything to talk about. I'm not really in a posting mood but I kind of want to do it anyways. I'm not been in much of a mood for this thing for a few days, I guess I got it all out of my system last week.
My head hurts and I'm a little hungry. I didn't really eat much yesterday, but that's no surprise, my diet is still really screwy. Man, I did get more than my share of junk food, though. I've had a killer sweet tooth as of late and it's starting to get on my nerves. I'm a weak-willed person anymore.
I've been spending a lot of time on ebay recently looking for some junk to waste money on. I've found quite a bit, a few things ended yesterday that went a little higher than I wanted to spend on them so I had to let 'em go. But there are a number of items ending today that so far look like I might get them. Let's keep our fingers crossed.
Weddle was going to come over today, but he had to go to work and depending on how he feels afterwards he may or may not still come over. I'd like for him to, we were going to work out again today. He came over last Sunday and we worked out a little. I worked out the night prior to that pretty hard, it was full of the fun animal sounds and intense stare downs between the weights and me that accompanies any good workout.
A section of my left triceps brachii and another muscle in my upper left arm that I've not been able to pinpoint quite as been injured for months now. It's been torture for me because I've not been able to work my chest or triceps very thoroughly due to the injury. It first occured back in the winter around late January and early February, I believe. I know it was in one of those months at sometime. Since then the pain has faded and I've flirted with working out the muscles and discovered that I wasn't healed entirely and usually resulted in a slight backslide in the injury. I may have to have this checked out if it doesn't heal in a few months.
I also hoped to get some jamming in this week but Weddle probably won't get much time for that either. Ah, we'll see.
I think I may set aside some time to finish that drawing I mentioned in one of my earlier posts from last week. The one Jeremy wants me to do, well, he's usually that one that wants me to do them. But yeah, I haven't worked on it since before the last post, and that was in Amanda's car if I remember correctly. He's been asking me about it a bit and I really don't like disappointing the kid.
Speaking of him, he came in here last night with a little paper bag on his head with eyes cut out in the front and a cape on his back. He said he was "Bag Man." I personally like "Bag Boy" better, but that's just me. Anyways, I had an idea for a short film for GYC!, maybe we could make some mock superheroes and run around doing something. This isn't that first time I've thought of this idea now that I think about it, I even believe I've shared a similar one with the guys before, but it might be fun.
I think that girlfriend's off tomorrow, it'll be our first hangout day in a week. She's come over a couple of times briefly but she was usually sleepy and a little our of it. I believe she came twice and went to sleep here at least once. The other time I remember walking her out to her call around 1:00 a.m. and having to make water and deciding to be a man and do it under a tree.
One of the nights was on Saturday, it was the night I had the nice workout. I was upstairs looking through some old photos with my sister when Amanda came in. She couldn't get through on the phone and I couldn't get online because of some internet problems I might go into detail about later. I guess that's why she came over then. Before that, I can't recall the exact night, but she called and was really lonely and needed to see me. That was the-make-water-under-the-tree-night.
While looking through the photos with my sister we came across a lot of funny stuff, and some good memories I'd just about forgotten about. We came to find that judging by the photos I've only ever not worn a striped shirt around Chirstmas of '92. I saw a picture that particularly held my attention. It was a picture of me on my bike about four-five years ago. I was a really goofy, skinny kid. I remembered being really boney and stuff, but you tend to forget about the details after time and seeing the photo really brought it back to my attention. I remember seeing sometime after it was taken and thinking about how thin I was and being a little depressed about it. I guess that was just a little before joining martial arts, and of course after doing that everything changed. I probably started working out with weights a little around that time and it just progressed until nowish. I'm still a little guy, but it's rewarding to see that I'm no longer Bones McGee.
Well, I guess I'll cut it off here.
My head hurts and I'm a little hungry. I didn't really eat much yesterday, but that's no surprise, my diet is still really screwy. Man, I did get more than my share of junk food, though. I've had a killer sweet tooth as of late and it's starting to get on my nerves. I'm a weak-willed person anymore.
I've been spending a lot of time on ebay recently looking for some junk to waste money on. I've found quite a bit, a few things ended yesterday that went a little higher than I wanted to spend on them so I had to let 'em go. But there are a number of items ending today that so far look like I might get them. Let's keep our fingers crossed.
Weddle was going to come over today, but he had to go to work and depending on how he feels afterwards he may or may not still come over. I'd like for him to, we were going to work out again today. He came over last Sunday and we worked out a little. I worked out the night prior to that pretty hard, it was full of the fun animal sounds and intense stare downs between the weights and me that accompanies any good workout.
A section of my left triceps brachii and another muscle in my upper left arm that I've not been able to pinpoint quite as been injured for months now. It's been torture for me because I've not been able to work my chest or triceps very thoroughly due to the injury. It first occured back in the winter around late January and early February, I believe. I know it was in one of those months at sometime. Since then the pain has faded and I've flirted with working out the muscles and discovered that I wasn't healed entirely and usually resulted in a slight backslide in the injury. I may have to have this checked out if it doesn't heal in a few months.
I also hoped to get some jamming in this week but Weddle probably won't get much time for that either. Ah, we'll see.
I think I may set aside some time to finish that drawing I mentioned in one of my earlier posts from last week. The one Jeremy wants me to do, well, he's usually that one that wants me to do them. But yeah, I haven't worked on it since before the last post, and that was in Amanda's car if I remember correctly. He's been asking me about it a bit and I really don't like disappointing the kid.
Speaking of him, he came in here last night with a little paper bag on his head with eyes cut out in the front and a cape on his back. He said he was "Bag Man." I personally like "Bag Boy" better, but that's just me. Anyways, I had an idea for a short film for GYC!, maybe we could make some mock superheroes and run around doing something. This isn't that first time I've thought of this idea now that I think about it, I even believe I've shared a similar one with the guys before, but it might be fun.
I think that girlfriend's off tomorrow, it'll be our first hangout day in a week. She's come over a couple of times briefly but she was usually sleepy and a little our of it. I believe she came twice and went to sleep here at least once. The other time I remember walking her out to her call around 1:00 a.m. and having to make water and deciding to be a man and do it under a tree.
One of the nights was on Saturday, it was the night I had the nice workout. I was upstairs looking through some old photos with my sister when Amanda came in. She couldn't get through on the phone and I couldn't get online because of some internet problems I might go into detail about later. I guess that's why she came over then. Before that, I can't recall the exact night, but she called and was really lonely and needed to see me. That was the-make-water-under-the-tree-night.
While looking through the photos with my sister we came across a lot of funny stuff, and some good memories I'd just about forgotten about. We came to find that judging by the photos I've only ever not worn a striped shirt around Chirstmas of '92. I saw a picture that particularly held my attention. It was a picture of me on my bike about four-five years ago. I was a really goofy, skinny kid. I remembered being really boney and stuff, but you tend to forget about the details after time and seeing the photo really brought it back to my attention. I remember seeing sometime after it was taken and thinking about how thin I was and being a little depressed about it. I guess that was just a little before joining martial arts, and of course after doing that everything changed. I probably started working out with weights a little around that time and it just progressed until nowish. I'm still a little guy, but it's rewarding to see that I'm no longer Bones McGee.
Well, I guess I'll cut it off here.